Get in the car and enjoy your weekend.BonnySherri reread the note then handed it to David. He read it and looked to his wife and then to the chauffeur...“Please sir, we need to be on our way.”David gave Sherri one last look and then sighed. “Do we have a choice?”“No sir.”“I’m not leaving the house looking like this and neither is my wife.”They quickly went to the bedroom and got dressed. Sherri put extra diapers in TC’s bag, then went and gently put her son in his car seat. By the time they went. "Nicole, I know ... and that's what makes it so hard ... seeing him ... being around him on days like today ... days that were always anticipated and were to be filled with love and joy. I see what I've done to him ... seeing him without the love that used to be in his eyes when he looked at me. God, how could I be so stupid!" You need to stop beating yourself up. Dr. Willets said you have to give it time ... and you and Dad have to have time to heal."Sarah had no response. She thought about. He felt like his dick was soaking in every dirty little immoral thought given physical form, every filthy little perverted desire."Oh yes," Fifi sighed.A gentle little rippling squeeze ran along the length of DaBigBoom's shaft from the root to the tip. It felt like a soft little tug from a hand entirely made out of honey. DaBigBoom lasted about as long as every perpetually horny teen presented with the real thing for the first time. At least he didn't feel guilty this time."Coming," he said. She had tight faded jeans, a heavy wool flannel shirt and a baseball cap over long brown hair that came down past her shoulders. When she came back to her jeep to get a few more things, I could not take my eyes off her round ass in the tight jeans and knew I was going to have a hard time concentrating on my work with someone so sexy next door. I was determined however, not to let anything stop me from finishing my novel while I was here and made a promise to myself–don’t let this woman distract.